Rip That Bitch Above You!

[silentwill]

Mic. Jordan what you fly? Bitch please i seize you in the air as you cease to raise to the sky. Cause I'm the top of the pops materialistic drop creme of the crops motha fucka that you can't stop. Nope me i'm rollin you for your shoes jewlery and clothes. Then i go to your girls place and start takin your hoes. Thats just how it goes. No need to sit down and write it thats just how it flos. Man i thought you knew what everyone knows. You go t four lines thought you was a boss. You more like a punk in the club bout to get tossed. This bitch ain't murderous hommicidal he's rhymin in this post at 100 years old thats suicidal. And by the way you could never flow the way i do

[Sonny Barz!]

i'm TEARIN'-FAGS. Why Buck Heads, you SCARED-TO-CLASH
i'm SCARED-TO-ASK, but...^was that a verse or PARAGRAPH??
don't SHARE-YA-TRASH. until you get sum STYLE-WIT-SKILL
but since you aint WILD-OR-ILL, just stay 'SILENT,-WILL'!!
u MILD-FA-REAL. Don't get yaself CONFUSED-WIT-HOTNESS
most the DUDES-WHO-DROP-SHIT want YOU-TO-STOP-IT!
others comin' at me, but none of u FOOLS-CAN-STOP-THIS
so Yall Fall back if you wanna stay COOL-N'-CONSCIENCED..
Wiggles, You a Fake! So Stop Tha ACT-N'-BRAGGIN',-SON
how could u diss the man you JACKED-YA-SWAGGER-FROM?!
u RHYMIN'-COCKY, but i'm Better. ya LINES-ARE-SLOPPY
dont TRY-N'-STOP-ME. you just look pathetic TRYNA-COPY!
He wanna be Like Sonny Barz!, but this DUDE-IS-NOT-ME
its Like u 'Love Buyin Ecstasy', Cuz all you DO-IS-'COP-E'!!
Verb, ya verses Boring. You never type a HOT-KEY-OUT
so when i fall asleep...its not cuz you KNOCKED-ME-OUT
Girls dont like yu. you'll never have a DATE-WIT-CURVES
chicks 'Drop English Class'..just to get 'AWAY-FROM-VERB'!
i'll SLAY-THIS-NERD. With truth, Son BLAZE-N'-SERVE
i spit my life.....this "Wanksta" just PLAY-WIT-WORDS!
That only appeal to those who CAME-FROM-BURBS
I appeal to hood niggas n' RESTRAIN-THEY-NERVES
Who YOU-BETTER-THAN?? Sonny a TRUE-VETERAN
Losses?? i 'Hand Em Out' like Pharmacists DO-MEDICINES!
You Beat Me? BE-FA-REAL. None of ya KEYS-ARE-ILL
and RB needs a telescope.....just to SEE-UR-SKILLS!

[Kontroverzy™]

lmfao @ the way sonny barz raps. fuckin newb. i can rap like that fagget. you aint foolin nobody, just throwin a whole bunch of Multi's

I'll BASH~YA~FACE, shootin rockets so u BLAST~IN~SPACE!..
I'm PAST~THIS~RACE!...faster and dont even gotta FASTEN~LACE..


rofl. nigga please, it's like this

I'll wipe the floor with ya career, continue lookin at my rear..
if you ahead of me it's cause I kicked ya head outta here..
no need to go any further, i'm in ya like a penis, homo..
you a smalltime emcee, why u battlin me? u shuld be battlin fraudo..
but you'll never be a lord of a ring, chain, necklace or diamond..
your money status playin ketchup like Heinzman..

end.

[Sonny Barz!]

i can rap like that fagget. fuckin newb.

I'll BASH~YA~FACE, shootin rockets so u BLAST~IN~SPACE!..
I'm PAST~THIS~RACE!...faster and dont even gotta FASTEN~LACE..


rofl. nigga please, it's like this

I'll wipe the floor with ya career, continue lookin at my rear..
if you ahead of me it's cause I kicked ya head outta here..
no need to go any further, i'm in ya like a penis, homo..
you a smalltime emcee, why u battlin me? u shuld be battlin fraudo..
but you'll never be a lord of a ring, chain, necklace or diamond..
your money status playin ketchup like Heinzman..

end.

i'm BEHEADIN'-WHORES. in this game, u'll NEVER-SCORE
n' honestly....u shud use my style INSTEAD-OF-YOURS!^
dont confuse Sonny wit a newb, Cuz I'm NO-ROOKIE
u SO-ROOKIE. Your style's 'Dried Up' like 'OLD-PUSSY'!
i'ma COLD-CROOK,-B....so get your MONEY-IN-ORDER
cuz i'd rather 'play ketchup' than 'BUM-ON-THE-CORNER'!^
Sonny dont need financial help. my CHECKS-ARE-MAJOR
but you?....'Borrowin' more than NEXT-DOOR-NEIGHBORS'!
i aint FEELIN'-THIS-DUDE, so i'ma DEAL-WIT-EM-RUDE
and Btw....how does it feel to get KILLED-BY-A-NEWB??

end.

[koolah]

sonny you aint hot all, gun i cop'em all
An braking rubber bands only time you pop'in-off
rhymes better stop it all, look for ghost-write and call'em all
before you even started i already knew you was fallen off
punches you soft in all catagory, like a jello cook-book inside the mall
this where u should decide to stall, play the side rode and just walk it off
before you take aim better check the lens your looking throu
BANG! there go ya eye-d-ah, with ya head open where doc's be looking throu
you got some nerves calling someone a rookie who been here longer then you
i want beef, so taking my order only time you be serveing dude's
you aint a husttlers, you never made 100 flip or ever brong a brick
only time you had a brick you took it from a construction site trying to be slick
my style something you wanted to be, you a snitch you dont want it with me
mad cuz me snatching my girl bra only time i ran with D's
while your punches just slid off like you had u'r hands coverd in grease
u never knew how to fight so the only black n blue you know is the police BANG BANG EARLY!@!

[str8ones]

Sonny gets soned once again lil homie your whole stlye is rectal
Ur post are so sweet Dennis Rodman thinks your pretty & special
Im the head and u the tail I am above and u beneath
Listen up "Cincinnati Patty" Daddy right here is a beast
I'm the most and u the least Im Shaq & u Mini-me
U should really be fined & charged with a wack penalty
Even if u meditated, prayed,hoped & had Christian belief
You are predisposed to lose to me your DNA spells WEAK
SSSHHHH dont even speak. your mistake was you shouldnt have posted
You put the Y in Sonny Thats Y I have to have my chicken roasted
The chicken is you roasted is whats being done to you
I have to break it down that what a good Dad should do

[koolah]

you the fake one, why should i brake'em
how you making money when all i see is stright-one's (str8ones)
your late son, an bitches like you i cant take'em
flows i'll rape'em, only thing u got on ya waist is a apron
am high above u like labron drunking on jason kid
am hungry for the beef... so i'll scrap'em down to he's rib
this is basic, knifes give u face lift, the metel u'll taste it
fall back this aint a race-kid, my rap's dope anu'r style just hate them white-lines like a racist
what is it that im forget about you
home depot ass nigga only reason he know about a tool
noting about you is tuff, you soft and mushy
and use to being around dick like pussy
your gun dont click they squirt out water
stuff him in a bag and leave like take-out orders
should of never tryed to skip ova my name
mad cuz none of ya punches connect like broken chains
you know how many niggas here that ready to take you on
that'll make you morn, that'll cut you off top like the blades on lawns
and to be honest i'll burn ya crib and bring hell to your home
you's a bitch, cuz the only thing you'll flip is ya cell phone Bitch BANG BANG EARLY!@!

[Lethal lungs]

bang bang early, thats the type of shots that will leave u dirty
these shells will kill so dont wry bout surgery,it would take a army to merk-me
koolah u bac son you've been away, of course i've notice
because when u were here all i had to look for was the rapper dat's flowless
i leave soft bread like u toasted,one blur from the burner will leave u roasted
the u wrote yah you wrote-it, but didnt u realize "shit i shouldnt'nt post-dis"
all day i walk ova you shoe-less so on your back you can see my toe-prints
lyrically dominant my barz are atrocious,kep gettin beat up so he spoke-less
u use to b nice were the flow went, naww that was the 1st line i eva lied-on
dis was the first drop i neva tried-on,im a keep tickin til i blow like time-bombs

[King Rizzla]

lethal lungs how do u expect the people to come its like a preacher teachin an evil nun
ur speech is alarming id need a whole army bitch ill rally the preschool kids from barney to do the harming
spit flame from ur breath the chances are less then taking a test and getting graded better then an f

[Lethal lungs]

man you a complete joke, son tell the truth u aint no king
im doin wat i do doin my thing,but his sexually goes like a swing
always fukin goin bac n forth,mayne i beat nigga often like dat was a sport
im the leader in the game im grippin the torch,this king is crown-less
it's funny cause he the first king i've seen thats home-less
nigga is throne-less,the bricks i move way more than you bench press
nigga u sense-less,im bangin niggaz out straight crippin
you see this bitch run wen my eight tray start-grippin
i'll grab the fifht n' slip the clip in,my toung like a blade werds make an incision
dont bother wit fake punches cause aint nobody fukin flinching
aim at his teeth n knock his wisdom,next time u think to take chances make a betta Decision

[Rik]

yo my lyrical words come out sung, but lethals shit comes out like a coughed up lung, *cough cough* this bitch above me so *soft soft*, leader in the game? haha word on the street is ya the leader of the big gay gang bang, ya bra ya doin ya thang, haha homo sexualality is certainly ur infame, but yo who do u have to blame?, haha ya all ya do is start grippin, then ya unzip and start lippin, dick sippin, cock in the ass hershey dippin, yo you a crip?, but wait ya take dicks straight to the hip, so dude u aint a crip, ya the wana be fake trick, man u make me sick, but now back to the facts as imma bout to rip shit on str8ones lyrical crack, hes a joke, in his mind when he types he chokes, he sees his spit and croaks, haha hey buddy lay off the deep throats, actin all thug, but ya just a fagget who likes ta dick rub, man the last shit diss who threw at this, was all in ya imagination, and god damn man u do alot of exaggeration, and thats probably cuzz ya mother caught ya doin ya masterbation, hahahaha good night bitches

[A.T.]

Lil' bitch Rik's style is sick, he needs some serious medical help,
Looks like I'm too late to kill 'em, this cat just murdered himself,
He just learned the word homo, and used it so many a times,
This cats still in grade school, with the same elementary rhymes,
He's been beat plenty of times, probably, more than I expected,
He's so ashamed of the fact, that he wouldn't post his record,
Lil' fagget's postin bullshit in cyphers when he cant even flow,
No structure or wordplay, even this fagget's punches just blow...

[koolah]

you noting but a loser, gonna leave here bursed up
the floor or back door which one will you chose brah
i got a couple mag puff'in on a couple bags
that'll have you cough'in dog like you gon gag
your the best that gone bad, a rap genus that gone mad
so when koolah see ya, fuck a gang u'll gonna be up in heaven rapp'in god flag
this nigga stupid as fuck thinking hes rhyme hot when they suck
your outta of luck, u' hold no weight like empty trucks
and lets be real you wouldnt have a hard hit if your trainner was holyfiled
all i know is to hold this steel, and shove it in ya mouth like im force feed'em meals
the force leave'em in heels as part of the eye-witness protection
but my guns still bust'in like they in despret need of an erection
dont spit at my direction, cuz u'll lose u'r top with-in a milla second
keep bugg'in, im the extermatator that cant wait to kill this pesent BITCH. BANG BANG EARLY!@!

[King Rizzla]

why do ur guns need an erection
it seems like u and lungs need protection from the homo lie detection
like it says ur a light weight
u prolly masturbate and fantasize bout takin a white girl on a date
she might call u a pimp
but she aint gonna call u up for u to make her limp cuz ur dirty as shit
koolah bang bang early
u aint fuckin girlys the only thing u bang are the morning birdies
cockadoodledoo thats what ur cock is inside of poo
my fault i lied its the other guys inside of u
can i get a poo poo can i get a pee pee
listening to u makes me want to amend free speech
i can go on and on and on for three weeks
until ur bitch is dreamin in my seamen knee deep

[koolah]

you see i've been waiting for this patriot and colt game
and since i got time.. i gotta go ahead an insult this lame
you look like you need to jump out the top window
cuz no matter what punch u diss out, the shit aint pop'in like un-white pimples
this dude i'll get cripple,
smash ya face in and make you watch me suck on your girls nipple
how the fuck you feel claiming to be hard
yo, you wouldnt get put on if i stored ya name in a memorie card
you better remember me god, cuz verses aint the only thing im good at spiting
fuck ya pre-written, i got shells so hot u'll feel them throu mittens
im big dog you little kitten, the mac aint a burger that im gripp'in
it'll leave u torn apart like fat people with small shirts that aint fitting
go ahead and keep dissing, you'll be the picture r.v put up in memorie off
and since you been on here no-body can ever remeber him thug'ed
listen, your style wont blossem like flower in the winter
the only thing you got sharp in ya hand is a fucking spliter
im taking it ez, believe me, the rap shit i master and pass it
with the plastic im blasting it, and leave ya body missing all its mass'es
this drastic he'll get he's ass kick so bad we'll forget what happen on 9-11
when ova 50,000 went up to heaven, and even after all that dude still aint learn he's lesson
i spit with mad aggresion till i feel like its perfection
and you dont sqeez arms.. the emergency button only thing you pressing
you wouldnt go off if you accidently hit the panic button
and this aint real beef like ransom vs joe buttens. BITCH
BANG BANG EARLY!@!